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Shintaro may have hated his job, but that didn't mean that there wasn't any good moments he liked. After all, he did do this to himself...
"Ayano... do you remember where the tulips were?" Shin asked.
"Ah, yes! They... should be in the storage room," Aya replied. "I thought that they were less popular, but I guess today is different."
"Thank you... Uh... a tulip bouquet for order number... 132."
"That's me!"
All of a sudden, a man wearing a hoodie and jeans came in... what was he doing out there with so many clothes on?
"Uh... what would you like?" Shin asked.
"Red roses. Oh, hi Ayano!"
"Kano? It really is you! Aw, I've missed you." She ran towards where Kano was. "Are you alright?"
"You know him..?" the florist asked suspiciously.
"Of course I do! I'm his big sister... He went away for his studies, while I decided to follow my dreams!"
"I'm fine! Anyways, Ayano, who's this guy?"
"Shintaro Kisaragi! My friend from school, who also works here. Didn't you meet him?"
"I did see him at our place once... Well, he's kinda pretty. Anywyas, see ya Ayano!"
"See ya," Ayano said,.
"... that guys kinda strange."
"That's Kano for you!" Ayano replied. "He seems to like you..."
"He didn't even want the flowers... fuck that guy."
"It's okay, Kano'll come back in a week, put them in a vase. I want to remember him while he's away!"